Scott Free

Scott Free Chapter 2 by Catholic Girl

Synopsis: Richard gives Carly school in giving and receiving foreplay. (M/f, F/m, spanking, BDSM, real, reluctant, serious)

Brief summary of Chapter 1

Carly and Cindy, a couple of ball busters, enjoyed playing games by toying with the opposite sex. One evening, both chanced upon men who were very different from the lackluster weaklings they were used to meeting.

Chapter 2

Richard and Carly

The taxi ride back to my apartment was quiet. No one said a word except the cabbie. Richard insisted on paying the fare if he could come up for a cup of coffee. I secretly smiled to myself as I orchestrated the seduction.

The elevator ride was steamy. Our expressions reflected off the shiny doors. Although the night had been long, I managed to keep sober. I was supposed to be the designated driver for the evening. My face still looked fresh and innocent, but my brain was on overdrive. They say that 90% of great sex occurs in the mind first. Still, I didn't trust this Scotsman. He didn't fit the profile of anyone I have ever met. I hope he's not a twat teaser.

I helped her turn the key in the lock insinuating myself as a dominant. Squeezing her buttocks with my hands was aggressive. I felt her thong separating her ass cheeks into a sliced peach.

Her apartment was modest. One could quickly tell which side of the apartment belonged to her roommate. Carly, on the other hand, was meticulously neat. The kitchen had everything in its place as she quickly made the cup of coffee. "Cream and sugar?” "Yes, please, and lots of sugar." I was out of sugar. Maybe he won't notice.

He seems nosy, looking all around like an inspector. Why is he looking at me while I'm making coffee? I'm going as fast as I can.

At least, the coffee should give him enough of a charge to fuck me all night long. How I wish, he would smile more.

"Thanks for indulging me with your hospitality. I am sorry for me quiet ways. Shyness is cover for a fertile mind."

Is he coming onto me? I handed him his coffee, and as my hand brushed his arm, lightning struck.

The straps of my slinky top slid down to reveal firm, soft breasts. His took a tour of my mouth while I gently suckled his tongue. Heat enveloped my face as it traveled through my body like a sunbeam. My breathing quickened as he stripped off the rest of my clothing.

Juicy, ripe apricots, her breasts are he thought while gently nipping on them. His hands traveling down toward my pussy, he marveled the baldness of it. “Tis a slut you are, lassie.” I giggled like a naughty schoolgirl.

My skin felt all tingly. I reveled in the attention and control I had, as sheen of excitement reflected off his body. The cost of the laser hair removal was worth every cent.

He dove into her pussy, parted the lips and licked. “Scots control their women” he murmured aloud as I groaned. As he blew warm air into her pussy, his tongue sliced it like a knife. He gently tugged her pleasure button with his lips. “Convulsing at my hands, you are a little whore.” She held his head firmly over her throbbing clit. He slowly worked his way down to her clenched rosebud. She gasped and bucked! "An anal virgin she was." He was delighted with the thought of being her first anal master.

Suddenly, my legs tensed, my back arched, blood rushed to my head, and I started squealing in staccato. He stopped. I arched my cunt toward his face again. He kneeled back and looked at me with a sly grin. My juices shone on his mouth like milk on the whiskers of a cat. He didn't finish the job. He needs to go back to slurping some more.

“Ah, not happy with me, are ye." She pouted. He stood firm "No! You'll not cum. Tis my turn.“ Her head snapped up like a child who lost her all day sucker.

I groaned in disappointment. Again, he shook his head. "Please," I begged. He smiled like the cat that swallowed the canary. “Bastard!” "Greedy little bitch!" I was stung by his slur and the lack of control of the situation. Girls get blue balls too. I thought of scratching his eyes out, but it quickly passed. He fumbled to remove his jeans as I lay quietly contemplating my next move.

Crouching over her face, my knees trapping her head, I placed his hairy balls on her chin. Now there was no doubt who the master was. “You must pleasure me as I did you,” I whispered. My balls caressed her delicate face. She had a good whiff of Scottish dick. I was thoroughly enjoying myself and she was starting to panic. "You will be begging for more before the evenin's over."

How am I going to get this guy off my face? I can't breathe anything but a stinky asshole! A mammoth cock, waving its mushroom head, sprung from his loins. It was pulsating, heavily veined, and turgid. This was a weapon made for destruction. Pre-cum was dripping into my eyes. The impish grin on his face left no mistake that he had control over his whore. There was little chance of squirming out from under his body.

I reached back to finger her pussy hole. It was sodden with juices. She was enjoying this game. Pretending to struggle, I called her bluff. "It's rough you are liking, t'will rough you'll be getting.”

“Get off! You are suffocating me! Your hairy dick is scratching my face and your ass stinks. Now I know why they built Hadrian's Wall!” He soundly slapped me. My jaw dropped.

No Scottish lad would miss the opportunity of shoving his dick into an open hole! She tried to push me out and I had to pinch her nose to cut off her air. She gasped but I didn't care. Her mouth was like liquid velvet around my cock. My eyes rolled back in me head. “If you bite me, you'll not breathe again!” He started to slowly pump her face.

My little fists were beating his body to no avail. Blinding tears ran down my face. He's going to face-fuck me to death. My eyes got glassy and he pulled out to let me breathe. “Please, let me up and do this properly" I croaked. "I was wrong. Let me give you the same pleasure you gave to me. I promise not to bite! Really!” With doe-like eyes, sporting bruised and swollen lips, I was the picture of a true penitent.

The little minx looked pitiful. I gently pulled her up onto her knees. She was as light as a little girl. He petted her head and wiped her tears. She does not know how to properly service a man. "If you canna' do it, I will teach you." A poor thing, she's a Protestant for sure.

His hands firmly grabbed my ears for handles. His long cock was wide as a child's wrist. He can't expect me to put more of this 10" cock in my mouth. It is no wonder I couldn't breathe. I'll accidentally scrape his dick with my teeth.

She is stalling. “Well?” I tapped her mouth with my cock. I was right about her inexperience. She is positively terrified of my tool. “Settle down child. I will coach you on the proper way to please a man! ”

Cock sucking is a messy business. A ball buster's goal is avoiding blow jobs or keep them short. The first rule is ball busters cum first. The second rule is performing so poorly that the fuck will leave your mouth alone. It takes a lot of experience for a girl to blow a dick like a virgin.

Good Lord. She is licking it like a lolly again. “No girl! Put your tongue in the slit and suck the head.” Her teeth. “Curl your lips over your teeth and slide up and down.” She needs much more instruction. She's either dumb as an ox or smart as a fox. Me father always said that women have an unfair advantage over men; if they can't get their way by being smart, they try to get their way by being dumb.

Hot damn, I think I fooled him. If I fumble around a little more, he will tire of me. I started to use my hands while I licked his slit, rubbing the shaft up and down with a hard grip and no lubrication. It had to hurt like hell. Suddenly he grabbed my hands and placed them under his balls and ass to keep them out of the way. "Suck the head" he ordered. He began moving my head up and down on his cock, forcing in a few inches every time on the down stroke. This took forever. My lips felt numb.

She looked every bit like a sex slave. Those beautiful lips wrapped around my pole almost made me pop the cork. I shoved it further down her throat and stayed until her eyes bulged out. "Try to breathe in through your throat on the pullout. Keep your tongue under the shaft. Yes, that's it." I gave her two minutes of breathing before I pushed in again, this time a little further. She struggled like a fish on a hook. I should have bound her hands. I held her arms over up her head with one hand and the back of her head with the other. I pulled out just until she stopped gagging and let her breathe a few minutes. "Take a deep breath and suck; breathe it in, girl." I forced her head back and pushed down her windpipe until her chin was resting on my balls. I put my hand on her throat to feel the bulge. Her retching throat was mind-blowing. "Relax girls or you'll choke yourself." At last, I quickly pulled out and she got her chance to breathe. Didna' want to blow my wad just yet.

Chapter 3 is on the way!!